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We are aware that the wizarding world has seen its fair share of discrimination through the ages. The same could be said for Quidditch. Now as a team, it will be your job to show us how a Quidditch team works through a social barrier. It can involve race, blood status, sexual or anything else your team comes up with. Characterization will be very important and, as always, the match will need to be shown in a large part of your story. (This is the QWC, remember!)

A dark-haired witch turned around. With the Quaffle still in her left hand, Alice Sister steered her broom down towards the other woman. “What is it?”

Stopping directly in front of her captain, Emma Kinslove brandished the Daily Prophet. “The Ministry is going to pass a law that allows only thirteen teams to play professional Quidditch in a new-found league. The other teams will have to disband.”

“What?” the other team members asked; they had landed around Emma and Alice.

Emma continued, “They don’t want female teams playing in the League.” She waved the newspaper angrily.

My bit! We are off to a great start, so let's not stop - GO BADGERS!! This just happens to be 100 words

“How can this be happening? This is outrageous! They aren’t going to be fair!” Protests were swirling in the air like heavy autumn leaves.

“Ladies, ladies! This is not the end of the world, at least we won’t allow it to be one, please listen to me,” Alice said smiling at the worried faces of her teammates. “There obviously be difficulties, as the judges will be…reluctant to be fair, due to our gender. That means we must not give them an opportunity to be unfair. It will be hard to accomplish, but I have complete faith in each of you.”

Everyone stood in a haggard position - no one was comfortable with what-was-to-come.

"Are they expressly saying that women can' compete?" several people asked.

Emma furrowed her eyebrows, unfurled the paper, and searched. After a few minutes, she found her answer.

"No." she looked up, "But you know that's got to be one of their first thoughts with this. They've been complaining about our leagues for years. They've finally found something to do about it. There's no way they'll let us through auditions."

Two weeks later they had their first match. They would play against the Snowdonian Eagles. It was only one of many teams against which they would have to show their skills, but if they won this particular game, then they would have a chance.

“Are the teams ready?” the referee asked after the captains had shook hands. He held his broom in his left hand, and the box with the balls sat at his feet. Both team captains nodded. “Then let the match begin.”

Emma's heart was racing as she watched her team players swirl around her, throwing themselves from one side of the team to the other.

One eye was perticularly on Katherine Thomas, one of their beaters, whose frown was slowly turning into a snarl. Alice knew this was never good, as she was well aware that Katherine had an aggressive nature.

Also watching Katherine's anger rising, Alice's Quaffle only just managed to enter the hoop, hearing the minority cheering around her. Alice beamed and swung in one sift circle.

Alice jerked her head in the direction of the voice. It was Kathleen, one of the Chasers. She was one of the coolest heads on the team, always offering sound advice when everyone, including the Captain lost their heads. Now, with a meaningful glance, Kathleen reminded Alice that most of the game was still up ahead.
Alice scanned the field, making sure that everyone was safe. Safe was a relative term, as the Eagles were determined to prove their superiority. They flew in between the Harpies, trying to cut them off in the most crucial moment.